Cynical
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Dressed in all black We be shining I need her to cut me some slack I'm busy rhyming And my bros all up in the trap Until Till they hear sirens Jump over the fence out at the back Hear the choppas flying And I don't snort rack Sippin lean my liver dying Smoking in on the pack Pop a perc then I'll be flying His boys turn there back And the ops the barely fighting All these pussys lack if I go hunt them with my trident You need to wake up know it's critical I spread love non physical feel it through the pineal I can't even stop know I'll always beat my pinnacle F*ck all of your evil can't relate your cynical I can tell there fake just by sight And I'm gon have to rob them know I might I know that they hating out of spite And You left with nothing I was right Haha I was right I know that they hating out of spite And You left with nothing I was right Haha I was right Dressed in all black We be shining I need her to cut me some slack I'm busy rhyming And my bros all up in the trap Until Till they hear sirens Jump over the fence out at the back Hear the choppas flying I guess Imma fein for the money I guess Imma fein for the money I guess Imma fein for the money I guess Imma fein for the money Stump me when I see you clutching then you fall like fucking humpty I guess Imma fein for the money I guess Imma fein for the money I guess Imma fein for the money I guess Imma fein for the money Stump me when I see you clutching then you fall like fucking humpty Lean in my cup I be sippin Pop I be stuck i be itching Don't realy give a f*ck what you pussys wishing They wanna be me they hate they always dissing Rolling on the pounds I just drag and I just drag She wanna get high know she bad know she bad Told that boy to slide if he was mad if he was mad Know they ain't gone ride cos they just lag cos they just lag Rolling on the J Outa space I commit a crime without a trace Why they all be tight like a lace Imma toke a blunt to my face Dressed in all black We be shining I need her to cut me some slack I'm busy rhyming And my bros all up in the trap Until Till they hear sirens Jump over the fence out at the back Hear the choppas flying And I don't snort rack Sippin lean my liver dying Smoking in on the pack Pop a perc then I'll be flying His boys turn there back And the ops the barely fighting All these pussys lack if I go hunt them with my trident Lean in my cup I be sippin Pop I be stuck i be itching Don't really give a f*ck what you pussys wishing They wanna be me they hate they always dissing Rolling on the pounds I just drag and I just drag She wanna get high know she bad know she bad Told that boy to slide if he was mad if he was mad Know they ain't gone ride cos they just lag cos they just lag
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